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24 November 2014

Cosy in The Snug

Last week I was invited along to The Snug in Hertford to try out their new Christmas menu.

I'd been in a couple of times before, but never to eat, so I was intrigued to give it a go! Dragging along M, I was excited to see what they had on offer, along with meeting a few new bloggers too.

First we were treated to their sharer platters....
 The pork belly melted deliciously in my mouth, and I kid you not when I say that their scotch eggs were one of the best I've ever tasted. Even M, who has an entirely unfathomable aversion to hard-boiled eggs, was 'mmming' at their taste.
The platters seemed never-ending, with quesadillas, potato skins, and chicken wings being some of my favourites.
Next up we tried their homemade Christmas burger. Already near bursting I was hesitant to try, but when it came out I couldn't resist a bite. 
It was a beef burger topped with turkey, Cheddar cheese, smoked back bacon, bourbon & cherry sauce and pickles, served with a side of pulled pork in BBQ sauce and skinny fries.

Turkey and beef?! I hear you cry! Yes, I was a bit dubious myself, but somehow it just works.

After sagging back into our seats and rubbing our bellies, we were invited up for a cocktail lesson whilst we let our food digest.
 My personal favourite was the Candy Cane - for the main reason that it had a candy cane hung on the side.
Who would be able to resist that?

After this, we had enough room to gobble up dessert.
The Terry's Chocolate Orange Sundae was my particularly my favourite - I could quite happily eat my way through that again.

A big thanks to The Snug for inviting me along!

13 November 2014

Burgers galore

I promised you a post on Hertford House Hotel burgers, and by goodness, I am delivering.

Fair warning now: do not read if you haven't had lunch yet.

As I mentioned in my brunch post, this place is a little out of London, but worth the journey. Upstairs is a boutique hotel and downstairs is a bar that serves one of the best burgers I've ever tried. Decked out in an up-to-date twist on the classic diner style, it also has one of my favourite slogans a restaurant could possibly have...
 In case you just can't quite see it, it's 'eat burgers, get fat, be awesome'.

That's the best philosophy, right?

As you sit down, fresh popcorn is brought to your table whilst you peruse their menu, and try to make the difficult decision on what you want to eat.
First up, neither of us could resist their chicken wings.

Sweet, sticky and so moreish that we were tempted to order another basket; I don't think any other wings could, no will, top these bad boys...
Seeing as it was 'burger night' I went for the 'Zidane' burger, and M the 'Peter Beardsley' (the burger menu was named for the world cup).

Once again, I'm really sorry if you haven't eaten yet...
The chicken in mine was crispy and succulent, with the hot sauce giving it the perfect kick, plus I loved the fact it was already sliced in half - so much easier to stuff my face that way.

My only gripe, and I seriously mean only, was that it wasn't stated that there is coriander in there too. And not being a fan of the stuff, I had to pick it out. But the burger was worth it.
And M? Well I didn't hear anything out of him for the entire meal, so I take it as a good sign.

At £10 for a drink and burger with sides, this is an absolute bargain for the quality. Plus, I want to give another huge shout out to their staff - every time I've been they've been brilliant, and it always makes a big difference to the meal and atmosphere I find.

Have you found anywhere recently that does good burgers?

9 November 2014

Farewell, Vancouver

And this is the very last of my Vancouver posts. Woefully late I know.

The final day, Charlotte was leaving at 7pm for her flight, whilst mine was the next morning, so we decided to pack in as much shopping as possible.

But first: Breakfast.

A short walk from our hotel, we had been recommended to go to the Twisted Fork Bistro, and with reviews such as 'get there early to avoid the long queue' being their main complaint on Google, we thought we'd check it out to start off our day of shopping right.

I'm warning you now, if you haven't eaten you might hate me slightly after the below pics.

I went for Eggs Benny with toasted brioche, poached eggs, hollandaise and served with sauteed spinach, rosti and baked beans with ham, and Charlotte, banana stuffed brioche French Toast sprinkled with cinnamon icing sugar, topped with vanilla whipped cream.

And I don't think either of us were ready for the monstrosities that came out.
This doesn't quite to justice to the size of the brioche I was served.
 Have you ever seen French Toast so thick?!
 Oversized usually means undertaste (or something that's more witty), but this place obviously knew how to do big and tasty fantastically.

And I truly mean that - it really was the best breakfast, no meal, I had in Canada, and it was up against stiff competition. And if I ever find myself in Vancouver again, this place will be my first stop.

Well and truly stuffed, we rolled out of there ready to take on shopping.

Now I wouldn't bore you with photos of that, so instead after Charlotte left to catch her flight, I went for a stroll around to catch Vancouver as the sun set.
Walking around I was incredibly sad at having to leave this beautiful city in a few short hours.

Vancouver, you really won me over.